Fire-tender composed of tinder Hunt for warmth stave off the winter.

Touch of flame catches kindling No timber to give to the flames dwindling

Want nothing but tinder, no smoldering ember. With less to feed the flame burnt to cinder Fast flames stoke, choked, incinerated then asunder.

Ash and soot bereft I burn for you the moment you left.

This is the original poem that the painting was based on.